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The brand #Temmyphil is a blend of the clipped middle names of Kolawole Temitope Philip Akinbowale. The essence is to create a brand different but non-exclusive from the brand owner, containing a vision. In that vein #Temmyphil can be said to mean T= Teaching E= Every M= Man MY= My PHIL= Philosophy Kolawole Philip Akinbowale…

​ CAMPUS ASSOCIATION OF POETS’ ANTHOLOGY, THEMED: PUNCHEON; An Appraisal To Poetry In Respect of THE WORLD POETRY DAY. ~ The Wordsmith I’m the wordsmith of the night, when the night fox howls with its entire might, I dip my pen in ink and find my muse, for tonight, I want…

​ Why Handsome Men Marry Ugly Women( Your Preference vs Your Interest) ° Before you begin, I would like you to know that my research and conclusion is based on observation and group therapy (My Open Diary Int’l_ a group I administrate). ° Now, when you ask a boy what kind of girl he likes…

​ *IF I SAY I’M POSSESSED* ~ If I say I’m possessed, Move you away not in fear, For you need not to be scared. I’m only one who thinks outside the line, Seeing things unseeable to mere eyes, Saying things that are mysterious to the mind, Speaking in lines though not in line. ~…

*To My Moremi Love* ~ Adunni Please give me a bedspace or a space in your bed For I have toiled all day Scouting for cowries So I can pay your dowry Now I am back But with a tired back And I am in need of your soft lap To soothe my weary head…

~ It has been the expectation of multitude… Hoping when it comes… Everywhere will be filled up of gratitude.. And all sufferings will be called the gones….. ~ .As the clock and the calendar counts on.. The melodious hymn of the set vision dies as well.. There is no foundation for new generation to build…

~ Lines stretch across your back Your fingers are always crossed You turn your back to trust Never thrusting your thoughts Near your chest region ~ She broke you to dust You loved her to pieces She promised nothing You dealt your life savings She took it all; heart and skin ~ Let your scars…

(#One_Poem_for_a_million_lives) ~ Mr. president, have you eaten? Oh, misty minded! Tune to the northern sun Have thy heart been blinded? Does sorrow bring you fun? Grumbling stomachs in scorching heat Down the street they line their seat Association of beggars Infants littering like papers Inch by inch we drift into oblivion…

True love knows no date True love hates red True love is blind; But it has perfect taste True love stinks; Of honey, milk and coffee True love knows no boundary; Its feet are evergreen True love cheats time True love can not be worked It has a mind of its own When it comes……

​SHORT BLACK BOY ~ Short black boy Rooted to the earth They claim you are the happiest They have ever met They say you laugh often Never look for trouble And when you do… You are ready to go closer to dirt To earn forgiveness or a pat on the head But do they really…

Hi! My name is Andre and if you have a good memory, you will recall I am a professional assassin… And that I was going to a university! Well, not technically in every sense of the word but I was literally going to the university, even if it was just for a few days and…